When the Ascension Selection Conference is in full swing.
Outside the royal city, a large army came majestically from a distance, with Daqian's flag flying high in the sky.
Every soldier is full of energy and moves neatly and uniformly, without any noisy and messy footsteps. It is obvious that they are a tiger and wolf army.
At the forefront of the army, the two cavalry stood out.
One person wears a purple gold crown and a bright yellow python robe, which reveals his domineering and outstanding aura.
The other person is slightly older, has a high nose, and a face as sharp as a knife. He is wearing a blood-red robe, giving people a gloomy feeling.
It was Cao Wu, the crown prince of the Qian Kingdom, and Wei Wuji, the blood-clad marquis.
More than a month ago, the two men led an army to attack Cangyun City of Qiang State. After breaking the city, the Qian State army marched straight in.
In fact, the number of the Qianguo army was not too large, only more than 100,000.
But the Blood-clothed Marquis Wei Wuji, a man at the pinnacle of heavenly power, was too powerful. All the masters sent by the Qiang Kingdom to intercept him were beheaded by him and their bodies were thrown to the public.
After that, the Qiang State army swept all the way, as if they were in a deserted land, and the Qiang State army retreated steadily.
In desperation, the King of Qiang had no choice but to send envoys for peace talks, offer countless rare treasures from the treasury, and cede Cangyun City, in order to plead with the Qian Kingdom to withdraw their troops.
After receiving so many benefits, the Crown Prince Cao Wu and the Blood-clothed Marquis Wei Wuji naturally knew that they would give up when they saw a good outcome, so they returned to the court with their troops.
Suddenly, a guard commander rushed out of the royal city. He came to the front of the army, knelt down on one knee, and shouted loudly: "Wang Zheng, the guard of the guards, has met His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Lord Xueyi Hou!"
"No gift!"
Prince Cao Wu waved his hand and asked, "Is your father in the palace? I want to report the results of this battle to him!"
"Prince Qi, today, the selection meeting for ascension is being held in the royal city. The king should be in the central square now!" the commander of the Imperial Guard said loudly.
"Oh? Has the promotion selection meeting held once every ten years been held? Okay, then I'll go join in the fun!"
The prince said, then turned to the Blood-clothed Marquis and said, "Master Marquis, why don't you come with me! This time you have made a great contribution to opening up the territory for me, and my father will never treat you badly!"
"It is an honor for me to serve the king!" the Blood-clothed Marquis said solemnly.
In front of Prince Cao Wu, he did not take credit and be arrogant, but acted very humble.
Because he knew that if nothing unexpected happened, it would not take many years before Prince Cao Wu would be registered as the new king of Qian Kingdom.
After a while, Prince Cao Wu and the Bloody Marquis took the lead in entering the royal city, riding their horses and whipping their whips towards the central square.
"By the way, Lord Marquis, I recently received information that a remarkable figure has emerged in the royal city!" Prince Cao Wu suddenly said.
"oh?"
The Xueyi Hou raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised.
He knew that those who could be called "man of the moment" by the prince were definitely not ordinary people.
But he has been busy with the war recently and has no time to pay attention to the news in the royal city.
Prince Cao Wu did not show off, and said directly: "Three months ago, a young genius named Ye Fan came out of the blue. It is said that he got the favor of Wang Mei, and made Dugu Xin, the son of Duke Wei, kneel down to become his disciple!"
"From this point of view, this young man is truly extraordinary!" said the blood-robed Hou.
"Master Marquis, I haven't finished speaking yet! Not long ago, Ye Fan went to the border between Qianguo and Ningguo. For some reason, he offended Duan Tianya, the son of the Duke of Ningguo Town. Duan Tianya summoned three thousand iron pagodas to surround and kill him. !Guess what happened next?" Prince Cao Wu suddenly asked.
The Bloody Marquis frowned, pondered for a moment, and replied: "If an ordinary monk is surrounded and killed by the Tiefu Tu, he will definitely die! But since His Highness asked me this, could it be that Ye Fan escaped from the Tiefu Tu army?"
"No!"
Prince Cao Wu shook his head and said decisively: "Not only did Ye Fan not escape, he also killed all three thousand iron pagodas with one sword and no one was left alive!"
"What?!"
Hearing this, even the Xue Yihou, who was indifferent to emotion and anger, couldn't help but exclaim, and the look of astonishment could not be concealed on his indifferent face.
The Bloody Marquis is a monk at the peak of Nascent Soul, and has been named one of the top ten strongest men in the Qian Kingdom.
But even he, facing the three thousand iron pagoda army, did not dare to challenge them head-on, so he could only avoid the edge for the time being.
Now the crown prince Cao Wu said that a young man destroyed Tiefu Tu and killed them all.
This... is really incredible!
Unless you are a god-transforming monk from a higher plane, you simply cannot do this.
Seeing the Xueyi Hou's shocked look, Prince Cao Wu smiled slightly and continued:
"I didn't believe it at first, but my father has confirmed that the news is true, and he has also named Ye Fan the champion and announced it to the world! It is said that Ye Fan is only in his twenties. He must be in the Central Square today. I don't know if he can Have you seen his heroic appearance?"
After hearing these words, the Xueyihou's face suddenly became a little ugly.
The young man was granted the title of Marquis!
This is a great honor.
You must know that the title of Qian Guo is not a piece of cabbage, it is extremely precious.
Except for those old nobles who are hereditary and irreplaceable, it is difficult for others to obtain a title.
Over the years, the Blood-clothed Marquis Wei Wuji has made countless contributions to the Qian Kingdom. He suffered countless injuries and shed countless blood, and stepped on the corpses of countless enemies to ascend to the throne. Only then was he named the Marquis in the past few years.
But now, a young man was directly granted the title of Marquis, which inevitably caused an imbalance in his heart.
On the other hand, they had made great achievements during their trip, opened up new territories and enjoyed great glory, but unexpectedly, their limelight was snatched away by a young man early on.
Obtaining a Cangyun City is certainly no small matter.
However, the importance of the Three Thousand Iron Pagodas cannot be compared to that of the ten Cangyun Cities.
Because Ningguo lost its Tiefutu army, it was equivalent to a hedgehog having all its thorns pulled out and no longer defending itself.
Under Da Qian's iron cavalry, the rest of Ning's army was completely vulnerable.
It is no exaggeration to say that the destruction of Tiefu Tu would have doomed Ning Guo, either to surrender or perish.
As a result, the achievements made by the Bloody Marquis pale in comparison.
…
A quarter of an hour later, the two arrived at the outskirts of the central square.
Even from a certain distance, one can hear the deafening cheers.
"Ding-a-ling! Ding-a-ling! Ding-a-ling!"
Suddenly, a bronze bell in the blood-robed Hou's pocket shook wildly and made a rapid sound.
The next moment, he reined in his horse, his eyes were sinister, and a terrifying murderous aura suddenly erupted from his body, spreading in all directions.
"Woooooooo..."
The war horse under him, as well as the war horse sitting next to Prince Cao Wu, were so frightened that they fell to the ground and trembled, as if they had encountered a natural enemy.
Sensing something strange about him, the prince frowned and asked, "Master Marquis, what happened?"
"The enemy who killed my brother is in this square!"
The Xueyihou's voice was like the friction between metals, containing unforgettable hatred and making one feel horrified.
Hearing this, the prince's brows furrowed even deeper.
During the attack on Cangyun City, the prince knew that the blood-clothed Hou's younger brother, Wei Yong, the leader of the Fire Worship Sect, had been killed.
The Bloody Marquis is very protective of his shortcomings. Anyone who dares to kill his family is tantamount to disturbing Tai Sui's head.
"Master Hou!"
After pondering for a moment, the prince said: "Now in this central square, there are millions of people from Qian, Ning and Qiang countries. It is a mixed bag. If you want to find the murderer of your brother, you will probably have to find a needle in a haystack!"
"It doesn't matter! I have cast a secret technique on my brother a long time ago! As long as I see his murderer, I can recognize him at the first sight!" the Bloody Marquis said fiercely.
"I see, Lord Marquis is very capable! In that case, let's go in now!" the prince said.
At this moment, the square was crowded with countless spectators.
However, Prince Cao Wu has a transcendent status and can naturally enter through a special passage.
Dozens of large screens were broadcasting the competition in the same arena.
When the Prince and the Bloody Marquis actually entered the venue, they happened to see a shocking scene——
A young man who didn't look amazing punched brazenly.
The storm, which was completely composed of terrifying murderous intent, disappeared.
The examiner from Xuantian Palace suddenly fell to the ground.
"Who is this?!"
The Blood-clothed Marquis looked straight at the young man on the ring with a fierce look in his eyes, like a ghost from the netherworld, extremely ferocious.
Prince Cao Wu did not answer his question.
But the roar of cheers throughout Guangcheng told him the identity of the young man.
